I'm With the DJ


If you haven't heard, I will be what kids call "spinning" at The Pleasure Chest in West Hollywood on Saturday October 3. The Pleasure Chest is a store where you can buy furry handcuffs, DVDs labeled with lots of X's, and devices of the rubbery and vibrating kind. It's an L.A. landmark.

Fun is to be had. Beats are to be played. And your groove is to be...gotten on?

Stop by and say hi, won't you?


And It's 1994 All Over Again...


Going home tonight to catch the first episode of this much-hyped reboot...and trying to keep my expectations low. I mean, really, no prime-time soap can come close to laundry room bombs, cult-joining strippers, breastfeeding kidnappers and bedhopping ad execs (Sorry, Mad Men's Sterling Cooper, you got nothing on those bitches at D&D).

I'm crossing my fingers (and ordering a pizza).

H.P.M.


L.A. Is On Fire


...and not in a Rolling Stone Hot 100 Issue kind of way. And no, that isn't a screencap from some alien invasion disaster pic.





Photos courtesy of The Los Angeles Times.